seasong

♪a rhymed, mirrored octet♪  

all  the    r i v e r s    h a s t e   to  see  you,  
though the journey, harsh and long,  
drinks   o f   the  life-giving  
spirit that leads them  
to your bosom.  
open your  
lips and  
sing,  
for  the   w a t e r s   that  you  r e s c u e  
swell  to  make  your  music  strong.  
s e a g u l l s   are  h o v e r i n g,        
that you might feed them  
on your  f l o t s a m  
ere they soar  
on grand  
wings.  
 
© Copyright 2019 September 03  
by Clyve A. Bowen♫